Raj Arumugam

Po-dae - hic! - your good god of fortune

You can call me Po-daeif you’re Korean…hic! – you got every right to mispronounce it if you aren’t; and the Japanese might call me – hic! –Hotei…hic! hic! And of course those ancient Indiansin their radiant romantic way might call me Laxmi(but then they’re too reverent, those Indiansand you can’t joke about any these days) but me – hic! hic! – hey call me Po-daeand yes, the more erudite of you might knowor the Indians out here would have guessed by association –HIC! HIC! yep- I’m the good god of fortune, ancient drunkard! (That guy who wrote “The Richest Man in Babylon”he asks you to court the Goddess of Fortune –Silly bugger! He doesn’t know Goddesses don’t drink, does he? Ah, well modern Sex Goddesses might smoke and drink, and all that) -but hey, I’m Po-dae - HIC! HIC! – fill up that cup and invite me inand I’ll give five or six tips to fatten your walletsbetter than the ones that American GodGeorge S. Clason throws at you(Pay Yourself First, and all that miserly pedestrian living) But fill my cup, dear – and I’ll show you how to fill your wallet –HIC! HIC! HIC! Oh ho, ho, ho yum – where do you get this stuff…? These modern drinks really drive me crazy, baby! Hey, hey, hey –I’m Po-daeand for watering me, babyI’ll tell you the dao of fortune: I come drunkand I never move straightand I walk side and sideOh baby, I’m Po-daeyour miserly elusive fortune! HIC! HIC! HIC! Prrrrrrttttt…..! Sorry about that, guys –once in a while I also make wind! Hic! Hic! Hic!